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Anachronism, n.
- Something that belongs, or seems to belong, to another time.

"So how much do you remember about your past Jack?" Tooth asked, flitting back and forth to give her fairies directions to which teeth they needed to collect. Jack Frost was sat quietly – for once – on one of the platforms that made up the Tooth Palace. He ran a hand through his silky white hair and smiled slightly, recalling the small town where he'd lived with his mother and sister, collecting what memories he could of the times he'd played with his sister, taught her how to climb a tree, gone fishing with her and failed terribly. Saved her life.

"A little bit, it comes back in little bits since I got my memories," he explained, swinging his legs as he sat, holding his staff close to him. "What about you? Where did you grow up?"

Tooth paused in mid flight, for the first time in years thinking about the village she grew up in before she became the Queen of Fairies, after her parents died and she took on the responsibilities of safekeeping the memories of children. Her own memories flickered before her eyes, children laughing and playing with her, keeping her safe, accepting her.

"I grew up in a small village," she started, turning to the boy sat quietly, watching her curiously, her mauve eyes zoning in on his icy blues. "The houses were made of clay and straw, the families were close... everyone knew one another and it was nice for the most part. I remember my father rearing cattle and my mother taught me to sew."

"Sounds nice," Jack said quietly, smiling a little.

"Hmm... sometimes I miss it. I think I'm a lot like my mother you know."

"Well, she must have been nice then," the Winter spirit said, clasping his hands as he jumped down from the platform and tiptoed along the connecting arches.

"She was," Tooth replied, smiling fondly. "She was kind and caring, and she liked to take care of everyone in the village. If people didn't have enough food then she'd give them extra grain, or if someone was sick she'd help heal them. She was such a mother hen."

"Kind of like you then," Jack laughed, and Tooth turned to watch him walk along the arches, feeling a little nervous about it even though she knew if he slipped off he'd simply sly to safety. She guessed she was a lot like her mother. Even though the woman was kind and gentle, she had a fierce nature about her too. Her father was brave and kind hearted. She was a lot like both of them, she knew. Part of her longed then to go back to her childhood, to be able to have her parents hold her again.

"I suppose," she mused, shooing one of her fairies off to fetch her the box her parents had given her filled with her own baby teeth. "Does it make me old fashioned if I'm like my parents?"

Jack paused as he balanced across the arch, his toes brushing lightly against the shimmering tiles beneath them, and he looked slowly to the fairy who took a box from one of her helpers and held it close to her chest. He couldn't imagine how she was old fashioned at all, she was just a very caring being. And she never seemed to look out of place anywhere. Even in dark places she looked like she was the light that illuminated the place.

"I don't think being kind and caring makes you old fashioned," he reasoned, standing still and turning to her. "I think it makes you kind and caring."

"You really think so?" the woman asked quietly, looking down at the ruby box.

"Sure, but if you still feel old fashioned we could wrap you in aluminium foil."

Tooth shot her friend and fellow Guardian a curious glance, finding herself smiling slightly at how preposterous it sounded, how random it was.

"And what would that accomplish?" she giggled, flying a little closer to him and he smirked up at her.

"Well, we could make you look like a cyborg fairy or something, so you'd look futuristic and sciency and all that. You wouldn't feel old fashioned any more."

"A cyborg fairy?" Tooth laughed, so hard in fact that she was finding it hard to keep her balance in the air.

"The very first. You'd be a revolutionary! Toothiana, the very first cyborg fairy."